Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ashtray, artist - ScHoolboy Q.
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ashtray |
All my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And all my cars got gas in the ashtray |
All my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And all my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And we roll up that door |
Right! |
Blowing on that loud in the gas mask |
Always get bomb, nigga; |
Baghdad |
Hit the green door, get a grab bag |
Pull out my trippy slide, Nicki with her fast ass |
If I cop five I get 'em four a piece (Right?) |
Load up Dreddy van, hit the L.I.E |
Niggas rapping, they be trappin', that’s a L-I-E |
I really live that let me tell you who the hell I be! |
Had a nigga in the spot in the Hamptons, used to grab four of 'em |
That’s 25 a piece at least |
Nigga getting chicken off that liquid petroleum |
That OG kush, I used to ounce that |
Fucked a little money up, it help me bounce back |
I know it sounds absurd, nigga, living off herb |
But e’rybody in the world need that loud pack |
Right? |
All my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And all my cars got gas in the ashtray |
All my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And all my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And we roll up that door |
Bitch ass niggas wanna sleep on me? |
Now I’m a nightmare |
Wait that’s the spot where they wrote me off |
Y’all bitch ass niggas still right there! |
Nigga I don’t even fight fair |
I know it might scare, don’t give a slight care |
I ignite yea bitch I’m so high, nigga I can fly Dom Buzz Lightyear |
Had a nice year and the bitch just started |
OF Tape went fucking retarded |
I been that nigga, why you fuck boys stalling |
I was Doms OG, puffing and coughing |
Man niggas ain’t real this often |
But I’ma be that 'til they put me in a coffin |
I’ma be crack so inhale me with caution |
Nigga, it be green like a jersey in Boston |
It’s Dom’s nigga, you better get real fine nigga |
We in the middle of the calm nigga |
And you know we drop bombs nigga |
It’s Smoke DZA and Harry Fraud, nigga |
That’s the cue for applause, nigga |
I had my back against the wall, nigga |
Said fuck that and I balled, nigga |
All my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And all my cars got gas in the ashtray |
All my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And all my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And we roll up that door |
Backwoods keep a nigga’s mind stuck |
Off OG niggas tryna OD |
With a NY bitch who want a mouth rush |
She let a nigga skeet, all the girls know me |
And I got the head too, 'cause the weed’s so good, made a bitch say, «Q!» |
And a nigga so faded, racked out man a nigga straight made it |
And you won’t hit it if you’re corny |
Just got a ounce, more dope for the homies |
I’m a rap Willie Nelson and Monster Kody |
These raps is the end |
I don’t fuck with Kony, sliding in a Benz, no top up on me |
50 for the bill, nigga fuck that Tony |
Ride around gettin' it, smoking on doty |
(Fire pack) |
My mama with a bag with a little bit of Hash |
My daughter hear my grind and she had covered it with cash |
Brought behind the wheel on me and gas |
My nigga was in my drawers, so she smothered me with ass |
Girlfriend are bugging, happy 'cause they keep me hoes |
Switching up my flows 'cause a nigga getting blow |
Dollar after dollar, man, this money getting old |
Still buying eighths, what you know about O’s? |
All my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And all my cars got gas in the ashtray |
All my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And all my cars got gas in the ashtray |
And we roll up that door |